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Take Your Time
2,475
Hip-Hop/Rap
Take Your Time was released on January 1, 1994 by Uptown as a part of the album Nuttin' but Love
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Release DateJanuary 1, 1994
LabelUptown
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM184

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Heavy D & The Boyz
Heavy D & The Boyz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Songwriter
Karen Evans
Karen Evans
Songwriter
Patrice Rushen
Patrice Rushen
Songwriter
Troutman
Troutman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Producer
Heavy D
Heavy D
Co-Producer
Bob "Bassy" Brockman
Bob "Bassy" Brockman
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Mike Helms
Mike Helms
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Check the flow from off your radio it's Hev' again
Ain't hard to tell I'm livin' swell and raisin' hell again
I'm with the who's and the who's not
I cruise blocks where crews flock
My style is bugged like the thugs up in the drug spot
I'm a junkie when it comes to funky tracks B
They got me strung out to get this monkey off my back B
I sport Timb boots, work out in gym suits
I represent, I'm excellent, and try to make wild loot
I relax and I max like a sax, yeah
Collect a check and earn respect from flippin' tracks, dig it
I bounce the streets without an ounce of beef
I'm feelin' bugged, I think I'm in love, that's why I hug my beats
I write raps, shoot shillows and caps
I'm a light-skinned black with his hat to the back
This goes out to my crew, straight from Mt. Vernon
Cause this is how we do
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
I catch wreck when I mic check
I hold my own on the microphone, I'm home, I never half step
I keep it real, I flex with sex appeal
It's Hevey D there ain't no other so you brothers know the deal
I keep a limp like a pimp when I'm troopin'
Life has bad luck so I duck when brothers be shootin'
This goes out to all the ghettos, the gutter meadows
The roughnecks, enough respect to all the mellow fellows
Give me the go and I'mma flow like a pro
And you know all the girlies dig my curly afro, hey
I spread like margarine, look ma your son is large again
Go spread the word and tell 'em you
Heard that Heavy D's in charge again
I keep stacks of tracks by blacks in the attic
Some clean, some with static, your rhymin' acrobatics got to have it
This is strictly for my crew, straight from Mt. Vernon
Cause this is how we do
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
I represent the main events they say how could he be?
Ain't nothin' to it, I used to do it, I got that boogie, B
I turn scribble into miracle, the lyrical
Spiritual individual mingles with criminals
I pay the bills with rhyme skills
I climb hills for thrills, I pray cause everyday life is ill
So I try to live stress free, aiyyo don't test me
I got luck, I work hard and God has blessed me
I attract loud crowds
When I rhyme and I see nothin' but
Silver linings inside of a black cloud
I do damage somethin' terrible, I manage a mic incredible
Lovable, huggable, snuggable, man I'm tellin' you
Everything'll be fine
As long as I got a mic in my hand and a rhyme on my mind
This goes out to my crew, straight from Mt. Vernon
Cause this is how we do
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take your time, take your time
Written by: Erick Sermon, Heavy D, Karen Evans, Larry Troutman, Patrice Rushen, Roger Troutman
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